So I’ve found my favourite spot,
While I think of ways to approach you,
My eyes are heavy as I try to concentrate,
On all the things I will say when I tackle the object of my fear,
For when I look at you all I can see..
Is someone supposedly better than me,
And when I confront the truth,
All I can do is wonder….when did it start where did it take it’s root?
For I can’t help but care that your….not here..
No longer a part of my concealed heart..
I Can’t depart from the history that I regret…
And this nagging hurt I feel,
With every heart beat..getting stronger,
A crescendo that never seems to end,
Causes me to sigh and I wish..
For things I’ll never get,
And I hope and pray…
That after I say…goodbye,
My heart will restrict me….
From feeling for what is lost,
That my love will recoil from your toxic embrace…
You are poisoning my being,
and in preventing me from seeing,
You didn’t only lead me astray,
But caused you to be lost in my…
Own little world.